Shawn Mendes Imagines

asylum

YOUR POV
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"Are you sure this is a good idea Shawn?" I ask as I follow Shawn's actions, slipping through the small hole in the fence.

"Yes babe you just gotta live a little" he smiles, his white teeth can be seen even in the darkest night.

Shawn has a week break in his tour and we are currently in Virginia and we found out about an abandoned insane asylum and Shawn thought it was a great idea to explore, me on the other hand would rather be nice and cozy inside our hotel room.

"Okay this way" he whispers grabbing my hand leading me to the front doors of this place that legitimately looks like hell.

"Shawn this isn't fun" you scold has and run your arms together trying to keep warm.

"Here take this" he says taking off his sweatshirt, which pulled his shirt up revealing his toned stomach.

I take his hoodie and slip it over my head and grab his hand as we walk deeper into the dark halls.

After 2 hours of 'exploring', pretty much me clinging onto Shawn for dear life as he looked around, we decided to head out.

"Okay I think we go this way" Shawn says pointing his flashlight to the right.

"No babe we came from this way" I say pointing to the left.

"Y/n, we came from the right"

"No Shawn we came from the left"

After 10 minutes of bickering over which way we came from we decided to go right cause Shawn is alwaysss rightttt. (Not)

After turning down 6 other hallways we realize we are lost.

"Shawn i told you it was left" I growl through the chattering of my teeth.

"Yeah you were probably right" he says looking down, scratching the back of his neck.

"We are going to die in here. Oh my god Shawn. We aren't going to get out of here" i begin ranting, pacing back and forth trying to calm myself.

"Y/n, my love, calm down. We will be fine" Shawn says, grabbing my shoulders to stop my nervous pacing.

I look up at his sparkling eyes and we both lean in and the warm, familiar feeling of Shawn's lips against mine automatically calms me.

Our quick peck turns into a heated make out session with me against the wall and Shawn's hands roaming my body.

I pull away biting my swollen lips. "Shawn I'm not about to have sex with you in a creepy abandoned asylum"

"Why not" he smirks leaning back in only to be stopped by my hands against his chest.

"Shawn we need to get out of here" I remind him and he reluctantly nods his head grabbing his backpack off to ground and swinging it over his shoulder.

"Okay so let's retrace our steps" I say pointing my flashlight down the hall.
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After another hour of turning down familiar and unfamiliar hall passages we finally make our way out of the maze like building, sprinting towards Shawn's Jeep that was parked a few blocks down.

Once we make it back to Shawn's car we both let out a sigh of relief, glad that we didn't die in there.

Just as I'm about to buckle Shawn grabs my face, connecting our lips.

"Mmm babe what are you doing" giggle at his eagerness.

"We have to finish what we started" he says into my lips already beginning to remove his hoodie you put on, in the beginning of the night.
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This is short and weird but I NEED IDEAS!!! comment ideas please.

Anyways thanks sm for 10k WHAT THE FUCK omg that's so amazing. And thanks for reading:)